Dawn-Bliss

(Naples-on-the-Gulf)

I went out at dawn, Pelicans were fishing, Big-beaked, grey and brown; Little waves were swishing. Clouds creamed the sky, As shells creamed the shore; Wild aery hues of beauty Round seemed to pour!

I went out at dawn, Pelicans were floating, Big beaks on their breasts; Up the sun came boating. "Ship ahoy!" I cried, To his golden sail. Bliss-winds of beauty in me Broke--to a gale!

I went out at dawn, Pelicans were winging. Palms waved passion plumes, Beach sands were singing. Stripped, save of strength, I plunged into the sea And swam, till the bliss of beauty Died away in me.